The poisonous concubine can't be provoked

The man's face was pale, and his big hand pressed hard on his chest. His spiritual power was disordered. However, he couldn't care about the breeze. He walked forward and wanted to talk to LAN Yiqing. Unexpectedly, as soon as her words fell, his whole person froze.

"Who are you? Why do you appear in my room?" Lan Yiqing looked at him with strange eyes, watching the breeze with vigilance, looking cold and strange.

Feng Qingyang felt inexplicably distressed. He remembered that the nightmare beast told him that Lan Yiqing was also poisoned, so he nervously took out the antidote given to him by the sect leader. He just wanted to get close to LAN Yiqing and take it for her.

Unexpectedly, when she approached one step, she took a step back. However, the wind was clear, so she had to put the antidote on the table and said softly: "Yiqing, this is the antidote. You should believe me. I'm your best friend. I won't hurt you. You..."

As soon as the voice fell, LAN Yiqing quickly grabbed the bottle containing the antidote with her bare hands, smashed the bottle with a "snap", and said with a cold warning: "don't think I don't know what good things will be here, not to mention I'm not ill, why take the medicine!"

The wind was clear and the pace was stiff. He looked at the powder scattered on the ground unbelievably. His heart was like a knife. The toxins in his body jumped more active. He didn't want to scare LAN Yiqing. He left the yard.

The disciples left a lonely figure. LAN Yiqing was at a loss. There were two voices in her heart. One told her not to believe the man, but the other said he was his last friend.

His hands powerlessly hugged his head, which seemed to be torn. After an hour, he probably felt tired. LAN Yiqing lay on the bed and fell asleep.

The powder on the ground was still left, and the guard in the dark woke up. He found that Lan Yiqing stayed in the house well. He also relaxed a little, and guarded LAN Yiqing's yard more dutifully.

Lanyiqing on the bed was pale, her thick eyebrows were frowned, her forehead was sweating, and her mouth kept whispering. At the moment, the dying nightmare beast next to her opened her eyes.

A pair of black shiny eyes licked LAN Yiqing's forehead painfully, rubbed LAN Yiqing's body with a small body, and wanted to wake her up, but LAN Yiqing didn't know what was going on. It always seemed that she didn't sleep enough.

Only in the evening did she wake up for an hour or two. Sometimes the nightmare beast woke her up, otherwise LAN Yiqing couldn't wake up at all. The anxious nightmare beast looked at the antidote scattered on the ground and didn't know how to make LAN Yiqing take it for a moment.

As long as there is an antidote, LAN Yiqing can wake up, but the master overturned the antidote himself. The antidote falling on the ground is the only way. Finally, the helpless nightmare beast made a decision.

The little body of the nightmare beast slowly rubbed down. For a moment, a pair of eyes looked at the movement outside the house, slowly slid his body close to the pile of powder, licked his tongue and hid the powder on the tip of his tongue.

Then he carefully retracted his body. At the exit, he fed the powder on the tip of his tongue to LAN Yiqing who was sleeping. Seeing the dark bodyguard getting closer and closer, fortunately, LAN Yiqing swallowed the antidote.

LAN Yiqing frowned and felt that a slippery thing in her mouth pushed a pile of powder. She wanted to spit it out, but she suddenly felt that the powder was sweet. She didn't mind anymore and swallowed it.